Chapter 51: Fulu Sect and Lingfa Sect

Lin Jue lowered his head, looking at the fox beside him, seeing it also raise its head to look at him. Its eyes, born not long ago, were clear and bright, seemingly understanding nothing, and the distracting thoughts in his heart were thus reduced.

"You must not become a monster and harm people in the future..."

He sighed and exhorted it like this, seeing its eyes still ignorant and clear, seemingly not understanding, Lin Jue smiled, his pace not stopping.

They soon arrived at the forest at the entrance of the village.

"This is it."

Lin Jue pointed to the pit with traces of fire ahead.

It should be that Zhang Da set a fire here, and somehow caused the ground to sink, plus the cursing and insults, finally provoking the evil thing. It both prompted it to be born early and made it resent Zhang Da.

He didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing; it depended on whether the Daoists of Fuqiu Peak and the divine power invited from Mount Qiyun could have discovered it if it hadn't come out early.

At this moment, a villager moved a table over.

The two Daoists from Mount Qiyun untied the luggage and packages beside them, one responsible for taking things out, one responsible for setting them up, and soon set up the incense table and divine altar in the forest.

The little fox, still young, was a bit tired from walking, looked at Lin Jue, and sat down on the spot.

Lin Jue looked ahead solemnly and curiously.

He only saw one person burning incense and lighting candles, one person holding a brush to write green words and green chapters, and then solemnly stamping the dharma seal. Then he stepped on the Yu steps, muttered something, called the names of the spirits, and burned the memorial.

"Disciple Qingxuan of Xuantian Temple, Mount Qiyun, disciple of Daoist Xu Jing, asks for instructions from the Yili Shenjun.

"Last night...

"The yin evil here... death energy...

"Specially request Yili Shenjun Yili to allocate additional Thunder Generals to descend with divine thunder to wash away the yin energy and death energy here!

"Please Yili Shenjun Yili..."

Daoist Qingxuan first reported his name and lineage, then explained the origin of the matter, requested Yili Shenjun Yili to allocate additional Thunder Generals, and then continued to call and request, which was somewhat similar to officials in the mortal world requesting troops.

And this was clearly not an easy task.

This process also didn't see any spiritual rhyme or wonder.

According to Lin Jue's understanding, it was indeed like this—

This was a ritual and did not require magical power.

Whether it was a Daoist who had already received the register and had a name in heaven, or a believer who had sincerely worshiped the spirits for many years, or even a person with an exceptionally strong spirit, as long as these rituals were set up and prayers were offered, the spirits could hear their voices. Even some people with profound virtue and cultivation or extra favor from the spirits, in an emergency, even if some procedures in the middle of the ritual were omitted, the spirits could still hear them.

Many temple keepers communicated with spirits in this way, and they likely had no magical power at all and knew nothing about cultivation.

As for whether ordinary people could set up these rituals...

The Master had warned Lin Jue—

The ritual of inviting spirits should not be tried lightly, especially by those in cultivation who already had magical power!

Lin Jue now understood the Fulu Sect more and more.

Compared to the Lingfa Sect, the Fulu Sect had some differences similar to those between imperial officials and Jianghu martial artists. Jianghu martial artists practiced martial arts hard and had the power to deter others themselves. Officials took another path; when encountering things that needed to be handled, they also needed to mobilize power from the imperial court. Therefore, officials don't need to be strong themselves, don't need to have martial arts talent, don't need to study hard for half a life, they just need to have the talent to be an official, just need to walk the path of the officialdom. If they have a need, they can naturally mobilize the martial artists belonging to the imperial court.

It is just like the officials and martial artists of the current world: it is the world of the imperial court. As long as the imperial court does not collapse, there will always be more officials than martial artists, the official path will always be easier to walk than practicing martial arts, and the status will be more noble. The official path is a path widely recognized, while martial artists, although free, are also hard, and gradually become a narrow path. Only in troubled times can they stand out.

The disadvantages of the official path also exist—

Even if you are a high official of the imperial court, a single transfer order can mobilize heavy troops, and when walking on the road, ordinary mountain bandits and thieves will naturally bypass you. But if you happen to encounter someone stubborn, or when you suddenly encounter danger, or something beyond your preparation occurs, it will be too late to mobilize heavy troops in an emergency. On the contrary, all the power of a martial artist is in his own body and can be exerted at any time.

Therefore, many Daoists of the Fulu Sect, besides worshiping spirits, studying Daoist scriptures, and cultivating virtue, also practice martial arts and swordsmanship in order to protect themselves.

The talismans of the Fulu Sect and the talismans of the military actually don't have much difference in meaning.

Of course, this is just a metaphor. The Fulu Sect and the Lingfa Sect are not entirely like officials and martial artists. Although the two are now one powerful and one weak, they are not that unbalanced.

Xuantian Temple on Mount Qiyun is naturally larger, more famous, and has a higher status than Fuqiu Temple on Fuqiu Peak, but for Lin Jue, Fuqiu Temple is more suitable for him.

Daoist Qingxuan is now "mobilizing troops."

Before coming down the mountain, Daoist Qingxuan not only brought talisman paper but also asked for instructions from the spirits. However, the matter here exceeded expectations and was not as reported originally. The divine power originally invited was not enough to deal with the death energy here. But the Fulu Sect has the rules of the Fulu Sect, the Nine Heavens have the laws of the Nine Heavens, and inviting spirits has the procedures and rituals of inviting spirits. The spirits will not let you borrow divine power at will, so you need to re-report to the spirits and re-borrow divine power.

This spirit seems to be called Yili Shenjun Yili.

"Please Yili Shenjun..."

Daoist Qingxuan was still calling.

At this time, the sun gradually came out, and Lin Jue even heard two or three crowing of roosters from Xiaochuan Village behind him.

Perhaps this Yili Shenjun Yili didn't hear, perhaps there were too many voices calling him everywhere and he was too busy, or perhaps he heard but was verifying Daoist Qingxuan's words, or perhaps he also had to go through a few steps to allocate Thunder Generals and release divine power. In short, Daoist Qingxuan never received a response.

Daoist Qingxuan was still patient.

The little fox was already yawning.

Lin Jue was thinking silently.

Suddenly, Daoist Qingxuan's eyes froze, and he pointed his wooden sword toward the deep pit in the forest in the distance.

It seemed the spirit had come?

Just as Lin Jue was thinking, he felt a vast and pure energy appear above his head, which made him subconsciously look up, but he only saw a layer of clouds and saw nothing.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound startled him.

Lowering his head, he saw that the deep pit in the forest seemed to have been struck by lightning, and thick white smoke had already risen.

A foul-smelling energy drifted away and was blown away by the clear breeze.

"Bang!"

This time he saw it clearly; it was an abrupt thunderbolt.

"Bang!"

Another one.

Three in a row.

In the thunderbolt, there was an extremely yang and extremely rigid spiritual rhyme, which could be clearly felt. Although it wasn't particularly powerful, it wasn't like the divine power of the spirits that Lin Jue imagined as unimaginable and unstoppable, but it was far beyond what the Daoist cultivation of the few Shixiongs in the temple could compare to.

The death energy in the pit was instantly washed away, and the last two thunderbolts seemed to be insurance.

"Whoosh..."

Daoist Qingxuan then withdrew his wooden sword, breathed a sigh of relief, and then respectfully spoke to the incense table on the divine altar, informing the Thunder General that there was another place.

So he changed to another place and did the same thing.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three thunderbolts again, with the same interval, as if strictly following the document.

Lin Jue lowered his head to look at his feet, wanting to see if this fox, which was always suspected by the Shixiongs to be the descendant of a fox monster, was scared, but saw it shrink to his feet, shrinking its ears and neck and shivering with every thunderclap.

However, it only shivered, and didn't run away in fear. Sensing his gaze, it even raised its head to look at him.

It seemed there was only surprise, not fear.

This was also reasonable—

This little thing was at most two months old, so how could it know what a spirit was, and it hadn't had time to do anything wrong, so why would it fear a spirit?

When he withdrew his gaze again, Daoist Qingxuan was already respectfully sending off Yili Shenjun Yili and the Thunder General.

"Whoosh..."

He also breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Close the altar!"

Daoist Qingxuan said to the other little Daoist, then let him be busy, while he turned to face Lin Jue and the three, and bowed deeply.

The three were slightly startled, and hurriedly returned the bow.

Looking at Daoist Qingxuan's eyes, for no reason, Lin Jue felt a feeling of "Forget about the Fulu Sect and the Lingfa Sect, those who can eliminate harm for the people are good sects."

Perhaps the reason why the Fulu Sect is blooming all over the world and is respected is because of these Daoists who don't need spiritual talent, don't need to practice spells hard, and can exorcise demons and catch ghosts.

Over the years, the common people of the world have received their grace more than one can tell.

When he straightened up, there were footsteps behind him.

Looking back, the people of Xiaochuan Village had already walked over.

The leader was the village head, Zhang Da's father, followed by many common people of Xiaochuan Village, most of whom were in rags and sallow-faced.

After some conversation, they learned that the yin evil had been removed and the death energy had gone, and they were all excited. But the excitement didn't last long before they were occupied by embarrassment again.

"The Dharma masters exorcised the demons, how should we calculate the reward?"

The village head first looked at Lin Jue and the three, because he heard that his son was saved by Lin Jue, and the matter last night was closest to the villagers, and they saw it most clearly. It was Lin Jue and the three who exerted the effort.

"I... with the wine in the village, filling this wine gourd of mine, that is my personal reward!" The Third Shixiong laughed, shaking his already empty wine gourd. "As for the reward for the temple, my Master always looks down on me. When I came down the mountain, he handed this matter to my Shidi."

So the village head looked at Lin Jue again.

Many villagers also looked over.

All kinds of expressions, complex eyes, looked at Lin Jue.

Two days later.

Fuqiu Temple, inner courtyard.

The Eldest Shixiong was sitting on the steps very casually, weaving a bamboo lady, with bamboo pieces and bamboo strips all over the floor. The old Daoist was also sitting on the steps, holding a cattail fan to fan himself.

"Master, disciple has returned." Lin Jue stood in the courtyard and bowed to the old Daoist.

"Did you remove the residual souls?"

"Removed."

"Did you scorch the yin energy?"

"Scorched."

"How much reward did you collect?"

"..."

Lin Jue offered five taels of silver: "This is the reward specially given by the village head for saving his son's life from the yin evil."

"What yin evil?"

"It was an evil thing nurtured in death energy."

"Eh? I said how could the Jixian write a poem 'The world is like a chess game, every game is new, who can predict this flower?' It seems there are some things beyond expectations. But looking at this poem, although it was beyond expectations, I didn't see any danger or mistakes." The old Daoist was dressed casually and stopped the cattail fan in his hand to look up at him. "What about the other rewards?"

Lin Jue took out a bag of wheat from behind him.

He used his clothes as a bag to scoop out a handful.

"Except for the village head's family, everyone in the village is destitute. There were natural disasters and evil chaos, so they really couldn't take out silver for the reward. They just harvested wheat, didn't harvest much, and each family scooped a handful for the disciple."

Lin Jue lowered his eyes and chose to tell the truth.

"Heh..."

The old Daoist took the wheat and weighed it in his hand, but just smiled, didn't take the silver, and said to him: "Tell me about your experience of exorcising demons down the mountain, where did the yin evil come from."

"Yes."

Lin Jue told him truthfully. ===== CHAPTER 52 =====